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Miss Chi Yu of the Chi family has been plagued with misfortune since birth. She has endured car accidents, kidney failure, and experts predicted she wouldn’t live past eighteen. Fortunately, those around her dote on her excessively, indulging her bad temper and pampering her into a spoiled princess.

However, one day she accidentally opens a book and discovers that she is actually an adopted child of the Chi family, meant to serve as a scapegoat for the true heiress, the real Miss Chi born on the same day, month, and year as her.

They elevated her to the clouds, subjected her to public scorn and hatred, all to later declare that the “innocent” girl was the true heiress once she was gone. Desperate to change her fate, Chi Yu finds herself thwarted by a mysterious force—destined to die on her eighteenth birthday.

In her despair, Chi Yu turns dark. If she’s doomed to die a wretched death, then no one else will have a peaceful life!

She becomes increasingly ruthless and arrogant, forcing her deceitful assistant to apologize on his knees and disrupting her uncle’s multi-million-dollar deal. They are furious, enraged, and helpless. If they want the kitchen maid’s daughter to survive, they cannot touch her.

Everyone hates her, except for the newly hired bodyguard who brainlessly defends her to the end. “Miss, you’re spot on, brilliant, and absolutely infuriating!”

Chi Yu: Although he seems a bit foolish, he’s quite endearing, isn’t he?

As her eighteenth birthday approaches and she resigns herself to her grim fate, a prominent family from the capital arrives, claiming their lost daughter…

The Spoiled and Malicious Young Miss Awakens

After admonishing Tao Sisi, Chi Yu returned to the podium.

Facing the hushed murmurs from the audience, she exuded a composed calm. "That's all I have to say. If anyone has any objections, now is the time to voice them. I will answer each one—but," she paused, scanning the room with a meaningful smile tugging at the corners of her lips, "if you, like Tao Sisi, spread fabricated stories about me or gossip behind my back, then—"

Chi Yu's gaze swept over her classmates. "Forgive me for my temper, but the slap I gave Tao Sisi could very well land on the face of any meddlesome gossip or idle chatterer."

The room descended into silence, stunned by her audacity.

Wasn't she supposed to be the top scorer in the college entrance exams? Weren't top scholars usually introverted bookworms? Why was Chi Yu so... formidable?

The Old Lady’s Cloth—Endlessly Long and Stiflingly Foul